Holy shiitake mushrooms! Nine favs, Eleven follows and three reviews?! Plus a community! In one chapter alone?! You guys are so amazing. I'm going to try my best and stick to one chapter each week. Oh, and the genre crime, I chose that because the main character is, like mentioned, a rebel and she'll also be dealing with crime in the future caused by not just her. I'm debating whether or not this story will follow the plot of the Transformer movies or that it'll be its own side story.
Chapter 2
"Are you alright?" One of the men held out his hand for me to grab. I grasped it gratefully and pulled myself up. I examined him; he had silver dyed hair, chiseled jaw and high cheekbones. His nose was sharp and his eyes were a welcoming deep blue. The silver-haired man wore a grey shirt, black jeans and soft blue Nikes.
His twin, however, was almost the opposite. His hair was a beautiful golden blonde. He had the same face structure and blue eyes, though they looked a little more intimidating. This man wore a white shirt with a zip up black hoodie and these odd golden-colored jeans with also golden Nikes, both matching his hair color. It was an odd outfit. The two looked to be around seventeen or eighteen.
"Sorry 'bout my brother," the man glanced at his twin, "he suspected you were someone else."
I examined my clothes, "I do look a little shady, don't I?"
"My name's Sides. This here guy is Sunny,"
"'Sunny?'" One smiled, the other glared, "Just 'Sunny?'"
The golden twin, Sunny, mumbled something inaudible. Sides laughed as though he heard it loud and clear, "He hates the name."
"I like it. Sounds cute," I smiled at Sunny, whose eyes partly lit up but were still filled with hatred. I put my hands behind my back to hide my fiddling with them, "my name's Charlese."
Sides' laughter dies and he becomes serious, "What's a young girl like you doing out so late?"
"Um," I can't tell them. They'll force me back. But I don't want to lie, I hate lying. So I come clean, "I ran away."
"Won't your parents be worried, though?" Sides picks up her backpack for her. Oh no. He is going to make me go back. Dammit!
"I have no parents," I said, trying to keep my cool when I have the urge to snap at him. But it's not my fault for his ignorance, we've only just met.
Sunny perks at this, but Sides continues to talk anyway, "so you live in what, an orphanage?"
I snort, "not anymore, I don't."
I looked up to the moon, it was almost full. Out here, the stars were absolutely amazing. They were so visible. At least, more visible than in the town of Tranquility. I quickly found Orion, who appeared not long ago in the season. A few grey clouds were floating around with the wind here and there in the black sky.
"I'd best be going," I stated, "guess I'll find some food joint to hang out at." I glance into my pocket to find just a small amount of cash and coins.
"You sure you'll be alright?" Sides hands me my backpack and I slip it on.
I nod, "of course I'll be okay."
My slim figure slipped into the entrance of a Dollar General, a small store where I can easily find simple necessities. I walk down the aisles, glancing around for cameras and found one behind me. Using my backpack to hide my arm, I slip a flashlight package into my hand and ripped it the two flashlights out. I placed the package back onto the shelf, making it look like I was only inspecting the flashlights. Another aisle, I grab extra batteries, took them out and slipped them into the dollars I was pretending to count and did the same thing to the empty package.
Going down a food aisle, my hands trail around some food. It's tempting but not all this food is nonperishable. I looked out the front window of the store. It was a bright sunny day bound to be ruined by blue cloudy skies the next.
I kept going down rows and rows of shelves, looking for necessities I absolutely need. I found water bottles and slyly hid myself behind a shelf where no cameras could see me and ripped off the labels. They were deposited into my backpack.
I grab a bag of bread, a Coke and some box of Club crackers and found my way to the cashier. It's better to pretend to buy something then to walk out with nothing, making me look suspicious. The cashier does her work and hands me my change. I give her a smile and let out a thanks. Holding the bag, I push the door open and walked out the store.
Walking on the sidewalk with a moderately heavy backpack is tough. Especially when it's a warm day. I stopped on the side, took off my backpack then my cardigan and tied it around my waist.
And once again, I found myself walking along the sidewalk. Well, a speed walk now that I hear sirens blaring in the distance. There's no way those sirens are the police looking for me. It's only been twenty minutes. But now that you think about it, twenty minutes isn't that short.
Within a few more minutes of listening to the sirens, my feet found an old barn, which looked abandoned.
Having no where else to go, I step up to the doors and tried to slide them open to no avail. I groaned, locked. I scan the wall and found rotting wood beside the right door. If I just kick it, it'll break under my feet and create an entrance. I did so and the soft wood collapsed under my feet, I could have done it with my little finger.
I lower myself onto my hip and slid in, using the strong door wood to push me through. I dragged my feet in and stood when I was no longer in the short entrance.
The police sirens had faded off by the time I reached the barn. They must have not been looking for me. Or maybe they were, and were looking in the wrong place.
It was dark and dusty in here. Well, less dark with such a bright day, the light seeps through the cracks and seams of the wood. Support beams stood proud in the large barn, which had to have been twenty or twenty five feet tall. It had a variety of flooring. In front of the barn doors, it was hard dirt, which sloped into concrete, which covered the rest of the barn floor. And on top of the concrete in some places was wood flooring. A few wooden windows lined the left and right walls while one big window was on the center of the back wall, about the same width of the barn doors.
The sun lit up most of the place, enough to see a large object in the middle of the barn. Right smack in the middle, was a Mustang police cruiser. The same one I saw the day I ran.
February 7, 2016, 11:42 am
